"Pretty Dad!" As soon as Yangyang saw Ye Ziāan, he dashed over, "Pretty Dad, when can we leave Shandong?"
"We can leave the day after tomorrow." Ye Ziāan pulled him closer and asked, "Donāt want to stay here?"
"Of course not, the locals here arenāt friendly, I donāt like them."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ziāan furrowed his brows a bit, just about to say something, when Yueyue waddled over, chiming in as she turned to Yangyang, "Mine, mine!"
"Pfft..." Yangyang immediately held his forehead, "Really, sister? Do you have to be so domineering? You little girl coming over to fight me for Dad now?"
"Hmph," Yueyue still snorted coldly, hugging Ye Ziāan, "Mine."
Ye Ziāan chuckled, picked the little girl up, seeing the tiny pigtail tied with a ribbon on her head, found it quite adorable, so he reached out to touch it, which made the little girl exclaim, "Dad, Dad..."
"Little Yueyue, so good!"
Yangyang looked up at the father and daughter pair, deeply expressing his sadness, he seemed to have lost favor.
Previously, his dadās warm embrace was all his.
"Wow, I canāt go on living like this, Iāve lost favor, nobody loves me anymore, my little heart is broken, Iām going to run away from home." They then heard Yangyang scream dramatically as he suddenly ran out.
"Hey, this kid is making a fuss again." Yang Chuxia listened to little Yangyangās words with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"Little brother saw Dad holding sister." Lele explained, "Little brother used to be the clingiest to Dad."
"This brat is jealous of his sister?" Upon hearing this, Ye Ziāan raised an eyebrow, then said, "Really useless, how can a young man be jealous over such a trivial thing?"
"Yeah, I also think little brother is being a bit useless." Lele nodded in agreement, theyāre the older brothers, how can they fight with their sister for affection?
"Is it really okay for you to gossip about someone like this behind their back?" Supposedly far off, Yangyang suddenly poked his head in through the door, and said, "Are you so sure I wouldnāt come back?"
"And, Pretty Dad, how many times have I told you, Iām a little man."
Looking at the little head peeking out, Lele and Ye Ziāan exchanged glances, feeling a bit awkward.
"You brat, who told you to eavesdrop on us?" Ye Ziāan pretended to be slightly angry.
"No way, you badmouth me, I hear it, and you say Iām eavesdropping? Now I know what it means to be unjustly blamed." Yangyang huffed as he ran in, pulling on Yang Chuxia saying, "Mom, youāve got to be on my side today."
"Okay, Momās on your side." Yang Chuxia rubbed his little cheek, noticing how nice her sonās skin was, smooth and tender, feeling so comfortable to touch.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Yangyang lightly patted her hand, only then did Yang Chuxia chuckle and let him go.
"You must apologize, must apologize, how am I useless?" Yangyang, with hands on hips, angrily glared at Ye Ziāan and Lele. As if saying he wouldnāt rest until they apologized.
"Alright, alright, I apologize, little brother, I shouldnāt have said that." Lele was the first to surrender.
"I accept." Yangyang also acted magnanimously, "Pretty Dad, what about you?"
Ye Ziāan wondered if it would be a bit embarrassing to admit fault to his son? But if he didnāt admit fault, would it set a bad example?
Holding Yueyue, after a bit of thought, he finally said helplessly, "Alright, alright, Dad shouldnāt have said that, youāre the most promising, Second."
"Thatās more like it!" Yangyang then waved his hand like a little old man, shaking his head and said, "Itās not good to misjudge others!"